The mysterious lady was still shrouded in shadow, and she could only be heard saying lightly: "Do you think Poseidon will listen to your reason and forgive you?"
Pei Ziyun suddenly fell silent. He knew that what the mysterious lady said was true. The gods would never forgive those who killed their children, whether voluntarily or not.
"Paris, you see, Philoctetes could have lived well, but since he shot Cynos with an arrow, fate has thrown a death chip to him."
"Philoctetes can never return home, he can only go to the realm of Hades."
"Hercules, a new god who has just become a god but has not been truly accepted by Mount Olympus, cannot possibly protect him."
Pei Ziyun's eyes flashed. In the original script and history, Philoctetes returned to his hometown smoothly, but now, indeed, the mysterious lady is still right. When Philoctetes shot Cynos with a bow and arrow, , his life also started a countdown.
"Prince Paris, let me give you a piece of advice. Don't commit the crime of killing the biological son of God. In that case, death will take your life." The mysterious lady said.
At this time, the palace was on its way to the Temple of Apollo. The priest hurriedly walked in. Pei Ziyun stopped him and said, "Priest, how was the result of going to the Temple of Apollo?"
"Unfortunately, Prince Paris, there is no response from the Temple of Apollo."
Although he had known that this would be the result, Pei Ziyun's heart was still heavy, both for the misfortune of Cynos and for the indifference of these gods.
"Priest, I still want to thank you for your hard work." Pei Ziyun said, turning around and looking at the shadow of the pillar just now, the mysterious lady had disappeared.
"Did she come here specifically to stop me from killing Cynos?" Pei Ziyun thought to himself.
"Probably not. She just ran into me and wanted to kill Cynos according to his wishes. She stopped me. Then why did she come to the Troy Palace?" Pei Ziyun thought hard, entered the palace with the priest, and lay down Cynos, who was on the bed, watched Pei Ziyun and the priest walk in silently, and immediately understood that the Temple of Apollo had gained nothing.
He lay on the bed, slowly raised his hands, used his last strength, and said in a hoarse voice: "Great Poseidon, my father, I came here against your will and gained the fate of death. This is mine. Please remember that I am your son and give the same blow to those who hurt me and the Greeks."
"Please also take care of my son, your grandson." After saying that, Cynos picked up the sword at his side and committed suicide with the sword.
At the moment of committing suicide, everyone heard a heavy sigh.
Pei Ziyun saw Cynos committing suicide, and his soul was about to escape into the realm of Hades, but an invisible light flashed and Cynos' soul was taken away.
He knew that it was Poseidon himself who intercepted and retrieved the soul of his son Cynos.
Seeing Cynus lying on the bed with his eyes wide open, Priam stepped forward and closed his eyes, and ordered the servant: "Go and clean up King Cynus, put on clean clothes again, and go to Poseidon." A pyre was set up in front of the temple platform to facilitate the cremation of Kuknos.”
Pei Ziyun could not do anything about the outcome arranged by the gods. He could only do what he should do. Seeing everyone's silence and the sad atmosphere, he said to King Priam: "Father, when I go into battle tomorrow, I will fight for Cynos." The king wants to take revenge. If I can kill Philoctetes, then I will go to the Kingdom of Corona to protect the son of Cynos and the city-state, and prevent the revenge of the Greeks."
"Paris, there are many heroes in the Greeks, and Philoctetes's bow is even the divine bow left behind by Hercules. It may not be easy for you to defeat him tomorrow." Priam expressed. Worry yourself.
"Father, this requires the cooperation of Brother Hector and other Trojan heroes." Pei Ziyun said.
"There is no problem, but if you can't handle it, don't force it." King Priam said.
"Okay, father, I will do my best and won't worry you." After Pei Ziyun finished speaking, he raised his hands and prayed: "Great Poseidon, please listen to my voice, I will kill Cook I seek revenge on the murderer of Nos, and I hope you can protect me and allow me to successfully kill Philoctetes.”
After Pei Ziyun prayed, he added: "Kuknos is my friend. Please allow me to use the most expensive sesame oil and bury him with gold."
After saying that, he ordered his servants to get it. When everyone saw it, they were all moved.
The servants scrubbed Cynos clean again, put on new clothes, and anointed him with the scented oil brought by Prince Paris.
Kuknos' body was placed on a stretcher and carried out.
Pei Ziyun followed King Priam and others to the cremation platform set up and watched quietly.
The cremation platform is a huge rectangular platform built by palace craftsmen using some flammable wood. The platform is one meter high and surrounded by flammable pyres.
The servants carried a stretcher to the cremation table and placed Cooknos' body on the rectangular cremation table. Cook lay quietly on the high platform, as if he was asleep.
Not far from the cremation platform is the Temple of Poseidon.
The priest stood in front of the altar and prayed: "Great Poseidon, please take your son Cynos back to the kingdom of heaven and continue to protect him."
After the sacrifice, everyone gathered in a circle around the cremation platform and prayed silently, remembering the great hero Kyuknos and recalling everything.
King Priam said loudly: "Great and kind Cynos, how kind and righteous you are, but the despicable Greeks took your life. We are determined to avenge you and hope for your soul. May you rest in peace. I also hope that the great Poseidon, your father, will protect you forever."
After the king finished speaking, someone held a torch and lit the cremation platform. The fire burned fiercely and swallowed up the entire cremation platform in an instant.
After a long time, a pile of ashes remained on the spot, and the king ordered people to pack the ashes in porcelain jars.
"Kuknos, I will avenge you and send your ashes back to your hometown - the Kingdom of Koronai." Pei Ziyun said loudly.
As soon as he spoke, a small plum blossom appeared quickly, and quickly enlarged, turning into a transparent information frame, with a faint sense of light appearing in front of his eyes.
"Quest: Kill Philoctetes and avenge Cynos (unfinished)"
greek camp
Contrary to the situation in Troy, a festive banquet is currently being held in the Greek camp. The princes are happy, shouting and cheering for Philoctetes' wonderful performance today.
The princes and heroes of the entire Greek coalition gathered at the banquet, and everyone indulged in eating delicious food and drinking fine wine.
Agamemnon personally filled Philoctetes's glass with wine, raised his own glass to Philoctetes, drank it down, and said: "Dear Philoctetes" Thes, I say again, because of our confusion, we abandoned you on the island of Charythea, but this is also the wish of the gods."
"Please don't be angry with us anymore. We have been punished by God for these things." After saying this, Agamemnon clapped his hands, and the servants led the women, horses and treasures up.
"Now that you have killed Cynos and relieved us of our greatest difficulty, please accept our gift."
"Here are seven Trojan women, twenty horses, and twelve tripods. I hope you like it. I sincerely invite you to live with me in my tent."
Agamemnon sincerely apologized to Philoctetes and presented treasures and gifts, making Philoctetes' last bit of resentment disappear without a trace.
Just listen to Philoctetes reply: "Great Commander Agamemnon, what did you say? I am no longer angry with you, including you, Agamemnon, and anyone else."
"Okay." Agamemnon stood up laughing, his body swaying a little, as if he had drunk too much. He filled Philoctetes' wine glass again, raised his own glass, and said, "Come, for us. Friendship, but also for the victory of this war."
Philoctetes also took the cup and drank it in one gulp.
"Philoctetes, do you think we have a chance of winning this time." Agamemnon asked a very difficult question to answer.
"Commander Agamemnon, I don't think Troy has any powerful heroes except Cynus. Our chances of winning this time are very good."
"Oh? Really?" Agamemnon obviously did not expect Philoctetes to be so confident.
"Yes, the only ones who are slightly more powerful are probably Hector and Prince Paris. I saw Paris kill several of our heroes today. I originally planned to attack him with cold arrows, but he blocked them all. ”
"When we fight tomorrow, I will look for an opportunity to shoot him." Philoctetes said.
"That's great. You have to know that Paris is the culprit who caused this war." Agamemnon said happily and raised his glass again. The atmosphere of the banquet was lively and intense. Everyone exchanged glasses and it was so lively. On Mount Olympus, Athena, the protector of the Greeks, looked at the gloomy Poseidon, shook her head secretly, and thought: "Greeks, Poseidon sacrificed a son. Your enemies must also express their sorrow and offer sacrifices to Poseidon.”
"But you're partying."
"Because of this, tomorrow, you will not only lose Philoctetes, but also many lives. The gods and fate have determined that you will suffer a major blow tomorrow."
"Even the divine bow left behind by Hercules will be lost, because it will destroy the balance again and will quickly defeat Troy."
"As for Prince Paris, it seems that he has gained some favor from Poseidon. No wonder he buried his son lavishly and protected his allies' city-states and young sons."
"Prince Paris has been doing things that please the gods, but this cannot change your fate, because you have offended Hera, and your final fate has been decided."
"But what you have done allows you to gain some goodwill from the gods before you reach death."
(End of chapter)